Xiao Xiaoxue was born in a village in Shanxi, and it is not accurate to say that it is a village, because this village is separated from several neighboring villages by a small river, and due to the relatively concentrated population, it has become a town over time, and this town is Gaodu Town.

And Xiaoxue's story starts from this place.

"Dad! What's going on? Why is there lightning and thunder outside, and there are so many dirty things gathered? ”

Looking at the countless lonely ghosts gathered outside the window, the middle-aged man looked nervous and frowned. His hands were clenched tightly, and he didn't even notice that his nails were inserted into the flesh because of the force.

"You know the! I've already calculated, my granddaughter is not simple, but I didn't expect that before she was born, she would attract a hundred ghosts to walk at night! ”

In the middle of the room sat an old man with a long pipe, and the old man glanced outside. Said indignantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a shout from the back room.

"Raw! Raw! It's a daughter, it's a daughter. ”

"Hey, why doesn't this doll cry? It's cold, it won't be a dead person! ”

The words from the room fell into the old man's ears, like a big stone falling on his heart and lifting it up again, and the old man stood up violently! Looking at the things standing on the hill outside the house, a hint of fierceness gradually appeared in his eyes.

The old man turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Jianguo, show me the doll, if you don't give them a look at it today, you won't take my Zhao family seriously!" ”

"Is what Dad said true? Is the baby a rare yin body for a thousand years? Maybe the Zhao family has been silent for too long, so God can't stand it..."The fists clenched a little more, Jianguo turned around and walked to the door of the inner room. The huge figure showed a hint of warmth in this dark night.

"Hee-hee-hee"

"This doll is a big supplement."

"Don't rob it, this doll is mine!"

There were a lot of lonely ghosts gathered in the courtyard, and from time to time they let out a sharp howl, accompanied by thunder and lightning in the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

Listening to the ghost sound outside the house getting closer and closer, the middle-aged man took out two purple talismans from his pocket and pasted them on the wooden door, turned around and continued to stare outside the room.

"You think two purple runes will stop us?"

A woman with a hideous face crawled in from outside the room, with long hair, blood in her mouth, and long nails digging into the ground, splashing a puff of dust.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the middle-aged man stood up on his horse, holding a peachwood sword in his left hand and a yellow talisman in his right hand: "If you want to harm my daughter, pass me first." ”

The middle-aged man walked forward quickly, the yellow charm in his hand flung towards the female ghost, and at the same time held the peach wood sword in his left hand and stabbed forward, "poof," the female ghost condensed a wave of resentment, and the peach wood sword pierced on it and instantly broke into two, and the yellow charm burned in the air.

"Hahaha! Just your way, fight with me and be tender! ”

A blood-red tongue flew out of the female ghost's mouth, instantly wrapped around the middle-aged man's neck, and threw the man to the ground with a force, the man coughed a few times, and was just about to get up, when the tongue pierced the man's chest and was directly fixed to the wall.

Looking at the ghosts that gradually increased in the room, a trace of despair appeared on the man's face, and there was a weakness in his heart, which was a pain that every man could not bear.

All kinds of images came to mind, the screams of his wife, the sweet call of his daughter, and the old man standing in the yard smiling and smoking his pipe. Everything is so beautiful, but unfortunately because of his own powerlessness, all his relatives will encounter accidents.

"Ahem! Ahem! Coughing up a mouthful of black blood, the middle-aged man suddenly remembered what the old man had said, "As long as you keep this room and survive tonight, you'll be fine." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed the blood-red tongue, pulled out his chest, and sat on the ground to read.

"The avenue is invisible, and the world is born; The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time; I don't know its name, but I say it."

As the scriptures were read out of the man's mouth, the female ghost covered her ears and wailed as if she had experienced great pain.

Seeing that the scriptures are valid, the man must be in his heart, constantly praying, hoping that the dawn sun will rise as soon as possible.

Gradually, as there were more and more ghosts in the house, a layer of cold sweat oozed from the man's head, and the hand covering his chest was also propped up on the floor, and when the man lost consciousness, there were shouts from outside the door.

"Nine turns and seven stars, the gods listen to the order, send with me, and be as urgent as the law!"

The old man carried a transparent crystal coffin and walked from among the hundred ghosts, and the pipe in his hand was still waving as he walked, and every time he touched a ghost, it would turn into green smoke, and the place where he passed was like no grass!

The ghosts were gradually beaten by the old man, and the rest fled in a hurry. Light snow began to fall in the sky.

"If you don't listen to it, you know that you regret it!"

The old man looked at the man lying on the ground and was dying, shook his head and sighed helplessly.

With the disappearance of the ghosts, there was also a childish cry of "wow" in the inner room, and a sunken stone hanging in the old man's heart also fell to the ground. Suddenly sat on the ground and gasped for air. After a while, an old woman came out with a baby in her arms.

"Okay, okay, the baby is fine, let's see what name to choose!"

The old man stroked his beard, looked at the scene outside the window, and muttered: "The light snow has cleared and the reed leaves are dark, the long waves are rushing and the cranes are hoarse, and the lonely boat sleeps in the flowing water all night, and the moon falls on the mountain." Let's call it Xiaoxue! ”

At this moment, Xiaoxue seemed to understand, and actually laughed.